Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81175 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81175 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
I positioned my head at his entrance and slid all the way down until he was balls deep.
“Fuck.” He pulled on the chains and tried to break free.
Using his shoulders as an anchor I moved up and down his length. He was so thick and full and I wanted to give into my desire then and there. Sex with Crow was unlike anything I’d ever known. It was passionate, scorching, and delectable all at the same time.
“Let me go.” He pulled on the chains again and nearly broke the headboard.
“No.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened my thrusts. I pushed him entirely within me before I pulled him until only the tip of his cock remained inside me. Then I shoved himself me again, stretching me once more.
“Fuck, Button.”
I kissed his bottom lip and sucked it into my mouth. I gave him a playful bite because I knew he loved the violence. I didn’t make him bleed but I caused him pain.
He breathed into my mouth and tried to fight the pleasure building deep in his balls. He’d come inside me so many times that I knew exactly what he was feeling as he felt it.
I moved my hand between my legs and rubbed my clit aggressively, wanting to give him a show he would never forget.
He watched me the entire time, his eyes darker than the underworld. He pulled on his chains even though it was hopefully. His hips thrust into me from down below and his neck became corded from the tension.
“God, I’m gonna come.” I rubbed my clit harder and took in his length. The pleasure was building over the horizon and quickly approaching. I already knew it was going to be blinding and powerful. It would shatter me into indefinite pieces and I would never be put back together.
“So. Fucking. Gorgeous.”
I felt the explosion between my legs, and instantly, I was swept off to the stars. I dug my nails into his shoulders and screamed in his face. His name escaped my throat countless times and soon my mouth went dry.
I kept taking his cock deep inside me and dragged my hands down his chest. I felt the sweat under my fingertips along with the muscle and strength. That orgasm knocked me off my feet and sucked all the energy out of my body.
Seeing the pleasure on my face just turned him on even more. “Slap me.”
I grinded into his length, moving him against my walls so he could feel every inch of me.
“Slap me, Button.”
I lightly smacked my palm against his face.
“Harder.”
I did it again, making me palm slap against his skin.
“Harder.”
This time I did it as hard as I could, making his face turned with the movement.
He finally groaned, his eyes closed and the pleasure written across his face. “Again.”
I hit my hand across his face.
He turned with the momentum and his cheek reddened. He clenched his jaw and opened his eyes, the satisfaction deep in the look. “One more time.”
I did it again, and I hit him even harder.
“Fuck.” He tensed underneath me and filled me with his hoard of cum. The heat spread between my legs as the weight of his deposit settled deep inside me. I could feel the weight as well as the scorching warmth of his seed.
It took nearly a minute for him to wind down from the pleasure and come back to earth. His cheek was red from the countless times I slapped him, and he seemed more satisfied than ever before. “You complete me.”
I expected him to say something dirty or issue a command to release him, so the words caught me off guard. Sincerity was in his voice when he spoke, and it was just as sweet as the moment he told me he loved me. “And you complete me.”
***
“Let me go!” Tears streamed down my face as I gripped the carpet. I dug my nails into the fabric so he couldn’t drag me across the ground. I was reaching for anything to get me to safety.
Bones yanked hard on my leg and nearly broke it. “Shut up, slave.”
“Stop!” I kicked my leg as hard as I could. I refused to be enslaved by this madman again. My life would be nothing but torture and pain. “Please let me go.”
“Button.” Strong hands shook me hard. “Button, I’m here.”
That voice fell on my ears and brought me comfort. Out of nowhere, Crow appeared down the hallway. He grabbed me by both hands and yanked me away, pulling me from the grasp of my captor. But I couldn’t stop crying. I couldn’t shake the terror.
“Button, wake up.” Another jerk and the dream shattered.
I sat up in bed and clutched the sheets. My eyes snapped open and I only saw the shadows of Crow’s bedroom. My breathing was haywire, and no matter how deep I took a breath it wasn’t enough oxygen. My body was drenched in sweat and my face was soaked with tears.